"Go? Where to? The little mongrel paid for my daughter's life! ”

There was a shout in the distance, and a monk flew into the air, and the anger that emanated sent the monks in the city to the ground.

The palm prints that fell from the sky were also crushed by him casually, and he couldn't stop half a step.

Montaigne whispered:

"Tianhe? Take it away or do it yourself? ”

The little turtle shook his body slightly, and motioned for Montaigne and the others to go down first, and this powerful monk was dealt with by him.

Montaigne continued to whisper:

"Leave it to me, and you can just watch it."

With that, Montaigne jumped to his feet and hung high in the air.

The monk was stunned and hung in the distance and looked at Montaigne hesitantly.

Montaigne was more arrogant than him, so he hung ......

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